Hit & Run (1997) - full transcript
College boy Trent is returning home for the holidays when he crosses the path of bad-girl Miya at a truck stop. When he agrees to give her a ride, he becomes part and parcel to all her twisted desires.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[HONKING]
Locking in on the asshole from
the Lone Star state, Captain.
[HONKING]
-Aye!
That Texan's toast, Captain!
[HONKING]
Go get him, you
redneck cling on.
Aye, Captain, we
be low on fuel.
[KNOCKING]
Looking for a party?
Looking for a party?
Hey, baby, come here.
Let me see what
my money can buy.
Still some miles
on that odometer.
How much?
50.
You can take it
straight, but I'm best
when you let me take control.
Come on.
Come on.
Let's go.
If I wanted a statue, I'd
go around with a mannequin.
Don't you recognize me?
That ain't fair.
You got your clothes on.
Look at my face.
Mira?
Ireland You're all grown up now.
And you're a hooker,
what a surprise.
Is that all you
got to say to me?
You and I never
have much to say.
Come on.
Let's go.
Let go of me.
Let go!
Come on, sweetheart,
like old times.
No!
Let go of me! let go of me!
Haven't learned
not to fight me?
No!
[GASPING]
OK?
Hey?
Hey?
[COUGHING]
No!
No!
Let me go!
No!
[GASPING]
No!
No!
No!
Hello, hello.
[SCREAMING]
Oh my God.
Oh, shit!
-God!
God damn!
-Please!
You gotta get me out of here!
-What?
He tried to rape me!
He's going to kill me!
[GUNSHOT]
[SCREAMING]
Please!
Please go!
[GUNSHOT]
Hey!
Hey, Ah, damn!
[PANTING]
Look, you need to
slow down, all right?
You're hyperventilating.
Here, hold this over your mouth.
[SCREAMING]
Put this over your mouth!
[PANTING]
We've had a hit and run at
the milepost 126 truck stop
off Interstate 5!
126, copy.
What happened?
Some hooker tried to roll me.
Kind of wish you had
blown those assholes away.
Still got time.
Hey, the Smoky is on his way!
Miya.
Miya, oh, right, right, Trent.
Listen, the guy back there,
you sure he tried to rape you?
You're a prostitute, right?
And how do you
rape a prostitute?
Is that it?
I'm sorry.
[CRYING]
-Who the hell are you calling?
-The cops!
And what?
Get arrested on a hit and run?
Look, you were almost raped.
We were shot at.
Almost!
you, on the other hand,
did hit and did run.
And you answered it yourself.
Who the hell is going to believe
a prostitute crying rape?
That guy back there with
the shotgun that tried
to rape me, that's my father.
This is the first time he
didn't get what he wanted.
I'm-- I'm sorry.
'68 Mustang driven
by punk trash,
involved in a hit and run.
Anybody?
Over.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Will that be all?
Uh, yeah, I'll have
a quart of Bourbon.
Whoo, god this material
just doesn't breath.
You probably haven't seen
a pair like these, huh?
Or at least not in the flesh.
But you do have a
favorite, don't you?
I do.
Is this all?
Yeah, um, why don't you give
me cigarettes, in the hard pack?
So is she blonde, brunette?
Stocking and heels, or raw?
How old are you, 15?
16.
Let me see if I can
kind what page she's on.
Um, anything other than
the beer, the bourbon,
and the cigarettes?
I'm thinking.
Damn, Roxy's got more plastic
in these titties than Barbie.
All right, that's, uh--
Let's try page 69.
Pack of cigarettes.
No, let's try page 90.
Oh yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Found her.
Here, here, just
take them and go.
It's OK, sweetie, you don't
have to be embarrassed.
[GRUNTING]
No respect!
Particularly rough
bowel movement?
Your little friend
caught up with you, huh?
Here, this will help.
I-- I don't think so.
Come on.
We'll split it.
No splitting,
this one's for you,
medicinal purposes,
one every five minutes.
Oh, and a swig of
this, subside the pain.
What do you want
me to get a DUI?
You won't if I'm driving.
Um, look, when my parents
gave this to me for graduation,
I promised them that no one
else would drive it but--
There's no one else
out on the road, right?
And my parents will never know.
All right.
[ENGINE REVVING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[LAUGHTER]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
I must have dozed off.
Your parents made you drive
20 miles out of your way
just to catch a freebie
off some friends?
Yeah, they thought
it would be safe.
Now, would you get in the back?
Come on.
Or maybe they thought
you'd be watched.
Come on, come on.
Normal Rockwell lives.
Hurry, hurry, hurry, stay down.
Ever since the accident,
Emily's been a little sensitive
about drinking and driving.
I'm sorry, bad choice.
Hey, there's nothing wrong
with knocking back a few.
Your old man and I, we
had plenty of wild nights.
But not when we had a
600-mile drive ahead of us.
Relax, nobody needs to know.
Thanks, I appreciate it.
Hey, it's our pleasure.
Look, I'm going to
catch some sleep.
I'll help you with your bags.
-Actually, I'll manage.
-Sure.
It's a beauty, huh?
Wild west, huh?
Up here isolated
like we are, you never
know what comes crawling in.
I got quite a collection
I could show you.
I'm a little tired.
Tomorrow, OK.
Cabin five, sleep it off, huh?
Hi, Mom.
MOM: At the Fosters?
Yeah, we just got
here-- I just got here.
MOM: How are Tom and Emily?
I hope you thanked them.
What was that?
MOM: I hope you
thanked Tom and Emily.
Yeah, I said thanks right away.
MOM: How's the cabin?
Yeah, the cabin's great.
MOM: Please be on
your best behavior.
You did thank them, right?
What was that?
MOM: I said, you did thank them?
Yeah, I said thanks right away.
Yes, yeah, I promise.
Uh-huh.
[COUGHING]
No, Mom, I don't have a cold.
Yeah, I love you too, Mom.
Bye.
Wait a minute.
I didn't sneak you in here so
you could put on a peep how.
You know, you really have
to stand up to your parents.
Do me a favor.
Keep the drapes open
just a little bit.
I want you to see me.
Whoa.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Ow!
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[WHIMPERING]
[MOANING]
[SIRENS]
Odometer said 65.
Registration is current?
Let me see your driver's
license, please.
There was a hit and run
about 45 miles down the road.
Did you see anything?
Well, he checked in at
the last weigh station.
Registration,
everything checked out.
Can I go?
All right, you can go.
You just drive careful, OK?
-Yeah.
Hey, go on.
[HONKING]
Always peep on your guests?
I was just checking on the boy.
Boy?
No, he entered manhood while
you were fogging up the window.
Relax.
It's just a cigarette.
Can I get what the boy got?
So you want me to,
uh, bend and spread
so you can get it
on for 30 seconds?
More like a marathon, baby.
And I'll pay.
Oh, really?
What about Betty
Crocker on wheels?
Nobody has to know.
You know, we'd have a lot more
fun if you'd just trust me.
Oh, it's been a while, huh?
Three years.
That's not a marriage.
That's a life sentence.
I still love her.
You have to love her, and
then you can screw, huh?
Sorry, no sale.
I can't let you walk away.
Well, ask nice.
Please make love to me.
I'm not your wife.
I want to fuck you.
Without the gun.
No.
I want to hold it.
It's the only way.
Come on.
This is what men have.
What?
Guns, to get control.
But women, we have our bodies.
Yeah, I guess so.
Is it fair?
With a body like yours, sure.
It's a lethal weapon.
But, you know, a man with a
gun can get everything he wants.
He doesn't even have to attract.
He can force, and a
woman has no choice.
Let's see what happens
when a woman has a gun.
Hey.
Get down on your knees.
I'm not playing this game.
Game?
Get down on your knees.
That a boy.
Good.
yeah.
Open your mouth.
Yeah, you like that?
Huh?
You like that?
WIFE: Tom!
-Paralyzed.
She deserves better.
What's happening?
Tom?
Answer me.
RADIO: Car 3246, we got a 41
at Foster's Motel east on 250.
Copy.
Let's go.
[SIRENS]
[KNOCKING]
State police!
Open the door, please.
State police!
Open the door, please!
Police.
What's wrong?
What were you doing
about 3:30 this morning?
Uh, sleeping, I guess, why?
There was an attempted armed
robbery involving Mr. Foster.
Was he hurt?
The suspect surprised him and
wrestled his gun away from him.
I don't even have a gun.
I didn't ask if
you owned a gun.
I need to ask you
a few questions.
-Traveling alone?
-Yes, sir.
Coming from?
Ohio State University.
I'm a freshman.
Going to?
Home, for Thanksgiving.
Where's home?
Lancaster, Pennsylvania.
There was a hit
and run involving
a Mustang and a trucker.
Let's go look at your car.
No wants, no warrants.
I count five cans of
malt liquor in here.
Oh, that-- that, I was, you
know, save the planet, recycle.
The trucker said a hooker
jumped in with the driver.
Sounds pretty good to me.
Well, according to
the witness, the driver
was a male, fairly young.
He got a better look at him
at a gas station grocery
store about 35 miles back.
It was a male, around 20,
strong built, short dark hair.
They exchanged some punches.
Boy, I'm-- I'm starting
to wish I was this guy.
Is this is a big joke to you?
No, sir.
If you're protecting the
hooker, I recommend you don't.
No, I'm alone.
Look, this is more than just
a wild ride in the saddle.
There's a bigger price to pay.
OK, I guess that's it.
If you can think of anything
else that will help us,
let me know.
Yes, sir.
-Drive careful, huh?
-Thank you.
Kid's got no future
as a bullshit salesman.
Empty wallet.
Kid's just thinking
with his dick.
RADIO: Highway 76 heading
north heavy with traffic.
If you hook up with 80 just
after Newscastle, it thins out.
It's smooth sailing
till Harrisburg.
[PHONE RINGING]
Hello?
MOM: Four rings?
I'm sorry, Mom my coat
was laying over the phone.
MOM: Everything was fine
at the Foster's motel?
Yeah, great, lots of sleep.
MOM: I suppose Emily wouldn't
let you go without whipping up
a big breakfast.
Yeah, I'm stuffed.
DAD: Hey, son.
Hey, Dad.
DAD: Back on schedule.
Yeah.
DAD: All right, you've
got 560 miles to go.
Right, right.
DAD: OK, so get your
gas and lunch in Hobi.
It's about 60 miles
east of Burwick.
OK?
Now, I know you
like burgers, Trent.
But there's a great subway
shop on Main Street.
It's cheap.
An it's fast.
And you need to make time.
MOM: Trent, it's your mother.
Listen, one last thing, I--
-Hold on.
I got another call coming in.
Hello?
MYRA: Guess who?
You took my money.
That was my food and gas money!
MYRA: Don't take it personally.
It's just business.
I'll tell you what.
You come back to the cafe
you passed a few minutes,
and I'll buy you breakfast.
I wouldn't want
Trent to go hungry.
You are unbelievable.
MOM: Trent?
What was that?
I'm sorry, Mom.
It was a wrong number.
Anyway, what were you saying?
Well, I-- you know,
I just want you
to promise me that
you're not going
to pick up any hitchhikers.
I promise.
OK, honey, bye.
Thanks, Mom, love you.
All right, I'm here.
So where'd you vanish to?
Nowhere in particular.
When did you leave the cabin?
When it was dark.
Why'd you take my money?
I'm a hooker, remember?
$360?
Hey, you should
have shopped around.
So why'd you call me anyway?
Well, I thought taking your
virginity was probably enough.
I never said I was a virgin.
You didn't have to.
Two state troopers
woke me up this morning.
Your cabin was speeding?
No, someone tried to rob Mr.
Foster this morning at 3:30.
No.
Yeah, a woman.
And he didn't shoot her?
Look, the state trooper put
it all together, all right?
The guy I hit, the guy I got
in a fight with, you, me.
If the state trooper
put it all together,
Trent, you'd be in jail.
Look, they got descriptions
of both of us, all right?
My car.
We're screwed.
So what should we do?
I don't know.
Well, we could split up.
Oh, but then one of us
could go to the cops.
And, Trent, you know
how convincing I can be.
Stick together, I
think it would be better
if we had the same story.
You'd be more convincing if you
weren't looking at my breasts
when you said that.
Don't be embarrassed.
I'd never let the cops take me.
But you know what I think?
I think you and I were
meant to find each other.
My parents are going
to go ballistic.
Oh, look, it's Trent on
"America's Most Wanted."
[PHONE RINGING]
Cops don't work that fast.
Hello?
MOM: Trent, I was worried.
Hi, Mom.
MYRA: You were supposed to
have checked in 15 minutes ago.
I'm sorry.
I'm running a little bit behind.
MOM: Is anything wrong?
No, Mom, everything's fine.
MYRA: Well, going to
college out of state,
I just worry about you.
You're my only child.
I'll put your father on.
DAD: Trent?
Hey, Dad.
DAD: What's the odometer read.
176 miles.
DAD: You're barely
passed Hawkinsville.
I know.
I know.
I'm running a little bit late.
MOM: No speeding.
DAD: Now, if you get sleepy.
Calisthenics, I know.
DAD: Planning on
your ETA of 6:30 PM,
turkey, trimmings,
the whole nine yards.
It will be ready then.
Bye.
[LAUGHTER]
No speeding!
I bet you never lie
to your parents.
Look, my parents are a
little overprotective.
That's all.
Truth is, they embarrass you.
Listen, I really don't
think about it, all right?
Oh, yes, you do.
In the back of your head,
there's a little voice.
You're just not listening.
How would you know?
I used to not listen either.
Now I do.
To voices in your head?
Maybe you're a little crazy.
-Yeah.
Maybe I'm a lot crazy.
[HONKING]
Jesus!
Sorry, I dozed off!
Sue me!
[KNOCKING]
At least it's not
Sylvester the Cat.
[KNOCKING]
It's Roy.
[KNOCKING]
Crazy bastard is trying
to run us off the road!
[KNOCKING]
Pull over!
No, we end this here,
little present from Tom.
I can lose him.
Last night, I
postponed the outcome.
This ends here!
What are you doing?
[GUNSHOTS]
-Shit!
-That's it!
I can lose him!
Get the holster
behind your chair!
It's got more ammo!
We can get away!
Give it to me!
We can lose him!
-Like hell we can.
-What are you doing?
Terminating the relationship.
Closer!
I'm trying!
I can't believe I'm doing this.
I can't believe I'm doing this!
[GUNSHOT]
[GUNSHOT]
[GRUNTING]
Get out of here!
[GRUNTING]
Go to hell, Daddy!
No, Roy, no more!
You just stay away from me!
No more!
No more!
Please, Roy!
No, please!
No!
Daddy's little
baby looks short.
Please, Daddy.
Daddy, no more!
Trent, get out of here!
How can a father do
that to his own daughter?
Come on up and see.
Get a ringside seat.
Get on your knees.
Get on your knees.
[SOBBING]
Let's see what all
those zippers taught you.
Open up my pants.
Go ahead!
Go ahead, take my pants down.
[CRYING]
Take them down.
Look!
Look at me!
Look at me!
Don't--
[SOBBING]
Don't turn away from Daddy.
Look at me!
Don't turn away, I said!
Don't turn away!
[SOBBING]
Baby wouldn't hurt Daddy.
Miya, Miya, no.
She wouldn't hurt me.
Miya, no.
Don't worry about a thing.
Miya, no.
Nah, nah, baby, you wouldn't
hurt your daddy, would you?
Put it down.
That's right, honey.
Put it down.
[GUNSHOT]
[SCREAMING]
Oh, Jesus, oh, God!
Oh Jesus!
Oh my God!
I didn't want you to
take your balls to hell!
[SCREAMING]
Shut up!
-We should have called the cops!
-No!
The cops can't handle this!
[GROANING]
It was him or it was me!
And I won!
And he lost!
I handled it!
Remember that.
Because all parents
rape their kids!
Not mine.
My dad screwed me here.
Your parents fuck you here.
The difference is I
knew I was being fucked,
and it was over in a minute!
[WHIMPERING]
[LAUGHTER]
[DIALING]
POLICE: Main dispatch,
highway patrol.
Something happened.
I don't know what to do.
POLICE: Tell us where you are.
You have to know
it was an accident.
POLICE: We need your location.
She has lots of problems and--
POLICE: Tell us where you are.
Oh.
I think we should
go to the cops.
No cops.
Look, if we tell
them what happened--
It's not an option.
Then I let you out
at the next town.
Stay with me, Trent.
I you do, I could be
real good for you.
Turn me away, I don't
take rejection very well.
Look, I've got a real
future ahead of me.
I'm not throwing my life away.
Pick him up.
You can pick up guys
after I drop you off.
Oh, I forgot.
Don't pick up
hitchhikers, right?
Pick him up.
-Look, do me a favor.
Keep your legs closed until
we get to the next town, huh?
Funny, you used
to like them open.
You going to New York?
I'll go as far as you
want, maybe even farther.
This isn't a mirage, is it?
Well, why don't you
touch me and find out.
Woo-hoo!
Name's Pez.
Pez.
His name is Pez.
Hey man, since you're sharing
this fine ass, least I can do
is offer you a hit, aye?
Oh, no, no, Trent's queer.
Can you imagine?
But I see you don't
have that problem.
[LAUGHTER]
Hey, not yet, there's no hurry.
As long as I get it, huh?
Whoo!
-What kind of bull--
-Shh.
Patience, it'll come.
Give me some of that.
Driver, turn on some music!
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Oh yeah, look at
these beauties, huh?
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Look at these things!
These are God's gift to mankind!
[MUSIC PLAYING]
End of the road, Pez.
The fuck it is.
The fuck it isn't.
You two are really
fucking sick!
Hey, you're lucky
you weren't killed.
Faggot!
I never had a man fight for me.
It was no big deal.
I just threw some
guy out of the car.
I don't even know what
I'm doing anymore.
I do.
You're taking control.
[SIRENS]
Some accident.
Looks like our robber forgot
to take the money again.
Definitely got
the jewels though.
Let's go.
RADIO: Susan Taylor on
the KBA news chopper.
There's an update on a
report on west Interstate 80.
That's right, Susan, what
was first though a traffic
accident, the State
Highway Patrol now reports
it appears to be a homicide.
A light blue semi truck
was found abandoned just
off the interstate where
a male, late fifties,
was found fatally wounded.
No motive has yet
been established.
Oh, God.
We're going to get
spotted, all right?
We need to pull over
somewhere so I can think.
Yeah, let's pull
over somewhere.
Whoa!
Look at this place.
This is some barn, huh?
When I was a kid, I
had this Aunt Trudy.
And one summer, my dad
dumped me off on her farm.
And she had this really, really,
really big barn in the back,
and all these pigs.
And it smelled really funny.
We used to play with all these
chickens, and play in the hay.
She was great.
She really loved me.
That was the only
time it ever stopped.
Hey, Trent, look,
there's a swing.
Come on.
Give me a push.
[LAUGHTER]
Mr. Sourpuss?
You're not going to pout all
day about being an accessory
to murder, are you?
Twist me around so I can get
really, really, really dizzy.
Yeah.
[LAUGHTER]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
TRENT: Hey, Dad?
Son, you're in
the home stretch.
We can't wait to see you.
TRENT: Yeah, me too.
Um, there's someone I didn't
tell you about, a friend.
She's a-- she's a freshman.
And I met her at the University.
And I was hoping she
could join us for dinner.
DAD: Sure, what's her name?
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Oh!
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Now, this won't hurt.
Ah!
Maybe a little.
Do his nose, James.
-What?
-Shh.
[GROANING]
Come on, Trent.
Don't be such a baby.
You almost done?
Anything worth having
comes with a little pain.
[GROANING]
[LAUGHTER]
You deserve a reward.
How about my reward
being a movie theater?
Yeah?
[LAUGHTER]
[PANTING]
Wow, oh, thank you.
Thank you.
I've never had a family
Thanksgiving before.
Thank you, Trent.
Why are you looking
at me like that?
Well, think you're
finally ready to stand up
against parents?
Look, everything
isn't about control.
No, everything
is about control.
When a John hires me, he
thinks he's buying control.
But, no, he's only
fooling himself,
because I hold the cards.
I say what happens, when it
happens, and when he gets off.
Everybody takes part,
Trent, everybody.
Listen to me, kids,
they cage their pets.
Parents try to mold their kids.
Wives wait on their husbands.
Husbands submit to their bosses.
It never ends, right
up to the grave,
when some heir
chooses the cheapest
fucking casket so he can
spend more money on himself.
So you think you can just
blow into your parents' house,
the new haircut, new
earring, new clothes,
and all of a sudden
they're going to relinquish
all their control?
No.
[PHONE RINGING]
Hey, can you feel
the leash pulling?
[PHONE RINGING]
Come on.
What's the matter,
still hungry?
Yeah, go ahead?
RADIO: I just got a
report on the same make
and model seen
parked outside 456
Main, the Main Street Grill.
-Copy.
Let's go.
-You got it.
[SIRENS]
Freeze!
Freeze this!
[SIRENS]
They're still following us!
Cops have a tendency
to do that, Trent!
[SIRENS]
You can't outrun us, Trent.
So pull over.
We don't want to use force.
[SIRENS]
We're going to end up like that
education movie "Red Asphalt."
Shut up and keep driving.
[GUNSHOT]
Oh, God.
She's firing at us.
We're gonna die.
[GUNSHOT]
Keep back until we're out
of the residential area.
Whoo!
Go on, Trent!
Drive!
I'm trying, all right?
Well, I can't shoot and
drive at the same time!
Oh, shit!
Keep a little closer.
I got a bad feeling about this.
-Just hang in there.
-Drive!
I'm going!
I'm going!
Shit!
[GUNSHOT]
Whoo!
You're sick.
-Drive!
-I'm trying!
I'm going!
Jesus!
I'm hit.
We got him!
[SIRENS]
Jesus, I don't believe
the bitch shot me.
Just hold on.
I'm coming around.
Check?
Check?
She's got a 9 millimeter.
She's a killer.
She hates men.
Don't take any chances.
Just follow my lead.
I want the parents and
the son to get out alive.
You got it?
Go around this side.
Go around the back.
You come with me.
Let's go.
Look, we-- we just can't
keep running, all right?
-From the police?
-Yes!
You've got to get them
out of your mind, Trent.
It's Thanksgiving, a
real family Thanksgiving.
Don't let the police spoil it.
No, the running you've got
to stop is from your parents.
It's your threshold.
I've crossed mine.
Now it's time for
you to cross yours.
Can I get one?
[COUGHING]
Well, Mom and Dad will be
based because we're on time.
Relax.
It's Thanksgiving.
And everything is
going to be just fine.
What if I can't do it?
I'll be with you.
Take control.
Take control of what, though?
Everything, Trent, everything.
[DOORBELL]
There they are.
Hi.
Whoo, without any
underwear on, this fall wind
goes right through me.
What are we thinking of?
Come on in.
Come on in.
So, how was your trip?
Guys, this is Suzie.
So you must be
Trent's schoolmate.
Yeah, psychology major.
Um, Suzie, this is my mom.
Mrs. Colbert, let me
guess, anal retentive?
Dad.
Well.
Woo, tongue even, I didn't
expect such a warm greeting.
Huh, golly.
So, parents, what do you
think about Trent's new look?
Trent, that's--
that's something.
Why don't we go into the
living room, maybe get a drink?
I know I could use one.
Parched.
Trent, if you could come help
me, it would be great, thanks.
I'll, uh, just go
check on the turkey.
Oh no, no, why don't you come
talk to me, woman to woman?
Come on.
What's your, uh-- what's
your choice there, Suzie?
Surprise me.
There's-- there's
something that--
I already know.
Know what?
I've got a goddamn
SWAT team upstairs.
Now, your job is to
separate her from us
and get her out in
the backyard alone.
-I-- I can't.
-You can.
And you will.
Would you like
that on the rocks?
Straight up.
Are the cops here in
the house already?
Or are they on their way?
I don't know what
you're talking about.
Is she joking?
You're a worse liar than your
son, better kisser though.
What are they
going to do to her?
Not miss, I hope.
So have you known Trent long?
Long enough.
Aren't you even
interested in hearing
my side of what happened?
No, I'm not.
I'm interested in getting
you out of this mess.
Now, look, I know she's
got your head messed up.
And I can see how.
But you have got to
think straight, Trent.
You understand, son?
Think clearly.
Bring the dip.
There, sit over
there with your mom.
Well, that is an
interesting outfit?
Did that hurt?
Nope.
She's in the living
room with the family.
So, Trent was just
suggesting that maybe
he'd like to take Suzie for a
walk, show her our property?
I think he'd like it.
Unless it's too cold.
Well, take my jacket.
No.
Move in.
We could have sat down at
the table and ate together.
And you could have told
me about Trent growing up.
No!
[GUNSHOTS]
[SCREAMING]
-Go.
-Myra, behind you!
[GUNSHOTS]
[SCREAMING]
Please don't hurt him!
Please don't shoot him!
Nothing ever changes, Trent!
Nothing!
We're still being screwed!
She's taken a hostage.
Get over here, Trent.
[GUNSHOTS]
Come over here!
Take the gun.
Take the gun, Trent.
I can't do it for you.
But I will do it!
I'll blow his head
off if I have to!
Come on.
Just take the gun, Trent.
I can't do it for you!
Look at you.
Your father's dead.
And look what you're
doing to yourself.
He will never be
dead, Trent, not to me.
Put the gun down!
[GUNSHOTS]
-Look, stop it!
Stop it!
Put the gun down,
and move away from it.
Myra, you said you
wouldn't hurt him.
Please don't hurt him.
You said you wouldn't--
Shut up!
You're so close, Trent.
Take control.
If we surrender,
they'll help us.
I'd rather die
strong than live weak!
I swear to god, I'll kill him!
I swear!
No, please!
See?
See?
Can't you feel it?
Huh?
Trent?
Inside, and outside,
everywhere, everything, Trent,
all the sensations, all
the sounds, all the smells,
everything.
I've been there, Trent.
I know.
I know.
OK?
And you don't have to be scared.
So just do it.
Both of them.
Both of them?
We surrender!
No!
No!
No!
No!
[GUNSHOT]
It will be all right.
No, it won't.
We can get through
this together.
It will never be the same.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[HONKING]
Locking in on the asshole from
the Lone Star state, Captain.
[HONKING]
-Aye!
That Texan's toast, Captain!
[HONKING]
Go get him, you
redneck cling on.
Aye, Captain, we
be low on fuel.
[KNOCKING]
Looking for a party?
Looking for a party?
Hey, baby, come here.
Let me see what
my money can buy.
Still some miles
on that odometer.
How much?
50.
You can take it
straight, but I'm best
when you let me take control.
Come on.
Come on.
Let's go.
If I wanted a statue, I'd
go around with a mannequin.
Don't you recognize me?
That ain't fair.
You got your clothes on.
Look at my face.
Mira?
Ireland You're all grown up now.
And you're a hooker,
what a surprise.
Is that all you
got to say to me?
You and I never
have much to say.
Come on.
Let's go.
Let go of me.
Let go!
Come on, sweetheart,
like old times.
No!
Let go of me! let go of me!
Haven't learned
not to fight me?
No!
[GASPING]
OK?
Hey?
Hey?
[COUGHING]
No!
No!
Let me go!
No!
[GASPING]
No!
No!
No!
Hello, hello.
[SCREAMING]
Oh my God.
Oh, shit!
-God!
God damn!
-Please!
You gotta get me out of here!
-What?
He tried to rape me!
He's going to kill me!
[GUNSHOT]
[SCREAMING]
Please!
Please go!
[GUNSHOT]
Hey!
Hey, Ah, damn!
[PANTING]
Look, you need to
slow down, all right?
You're hyperventilating.
Here, hold this over your mouth.
[SCREAMING]
Put this over your mouth!
[PANTING]
We've had a hit and run at
the milepost 126 truck stop
off Interstate 5!
126, copy.
What happened?
Some hooker tried to roll me.
Kind of wish you had
blown those assholes away.
Still got time.
Hey, the Smoky is on his way!
Miya.
Miya, oh, right, right, Trent.
Listen, the guy back there,
you sure he tried to rape you?
You're a prostitute, right?
And how do you
rape a prostitute?
Is that it?
I'm sorry.
[CRYING]
-Who the hell are you calling?
-The cops!
And what?
Get arrested on a hit and run?
Look, you were almost raped.
We were shot at.
Almost!
you, on the other hand,
did hit and did run.
And you answered it yourself.
Who the hell is going to believe
a prostitute crying rape?
That guy back there with
the shotgun that tried
to rape me, that's my father.
This is the first time he
didn't get what he wanted.
I'm-- I'm sorry.
'68 Mustang driven
by punk trash,
involved in a hit and run.
Anybody?
Over.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Will that be all?
Uh, yeah, I'll have
a quart of Bourbon.
Whoo, god this material
just doesn't breath.
You probably haven't seen
a pair like these, huh?
Or at least not in the flesh.
But you do have a
favorite, don't you?
I do.
Is this all?
Yeah, um, why don't you give
me cigarettes, in the hard pack?
So is she blonde, brunette?
Stocking and heels, or raw?
How old are you, 15?
16.
Let me see if I can
kind what page she's on.
Um, anything other than
the beer, the bourbon,
and the cigarettes?
I'm thinking.
Damn, Roxy's got more plastic
in these titties than Barbie.
All right, that's, uh--
Let's try page 69.
Pack of cigarettes.
No, let's try page 90.
Oh yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Found her.
Here, here, just
take them and go.
It's OK, sweetie, you don't
have to be embarrassed.
[GRUNTING]
No respect!
Particularly rough
bowel movement?
Your little friend
caught up with you, huh?
Here, this will help.
I-- I don't think so.
Come on.
We'll split it.
No splitting,
this one's for you,
medicinal purposes,
one every five minutes.
Oh, and a swig of
this, subside the pain.
What do you want
me to get a DUI?
You won't if I'm driving.
Um, look, when my parents
gave this to me for graduation,
I promised them that no one
else would drive it but--
There's no one else
out on the road, right?
And my parents will never know.
All right.
[ENGINE REVVING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[LAUGHTER]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
I must have dozed off.
Your parents made you drive
20 miles out of your way
just to catch a freebie
off some friends?
Yeah, they thought
it would be safe.
Now, would you get in the back?
Come on.
Or maybe they thought
you'd be watched.
Come on, come on.
Normal Rockwell lives.
Hurry, hurry, hurry, stay down.
Ever since the accident,
Emily's been a little sensitive
about drinking and driving.
I'm sorry, bad choice.
Hey, there's nothing wrong
with knocking back a few.
Your old man and I, we
had plenty of wild nights.
But not when we had a
600-mile drive ahead of us.
Relax, nobody needs to know.
Thanks, I appreciate it.
Hey, it's our pleasure.
Look, I'm going to
catch some sleep.
I'll help you with your bags.
-Actually, I'll manage.
-Sure.
It's a beauty, huh?
Wild west, huh?
Up here isolated
like we are, you never
know what comes crawling in.
I got quite a collection
I could show you.
I'm a little tired.
Tomorrow, OK.
Cabin five, sleep it off, huh?
Hi, Mom.
MOM: At the Fosters?
Yeah, we just got
here-- I just got here.
MOM: How are Tom and Emily?
I hope you thanked them.
What was that?
MOM: I hope you
thanked Tom and Emily.
Yeah, I said thanks right away.
MOM: How's the cabin?
Yeah, the cabin's great.
MOM: Please be on
your best behavior.
You did thank them, right?
What was that?
MOM: I said, you did thank them?
Yeah, I said thanks right away.
Yes, yeah, I promise.
Uh-huh.
[COUGHING]
No, Mom, I don't have a cold.
Yeah, I love you too, Mom.
Bye.
Wait a minute.
I didn't sneak you in here so
you could put on a peep how.
You know, you really have
to stand up to your parents.
Do me a favor.
Keep the drapes open
just a little bit.
I want you to see me.
Whoa.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Ow!
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[WHIMPERING]
[MOANING]
[SIRENS]
Odometer said 65.
Registration is current?
Let me see your driver's
license, please.
There was a hit and run
about 45 miles down the road.
Did you see anything?
Well, he checked in at
the last weigh station.
Registration,
everything checked out.
Can I go?
All right, you can go.
You just drive careful, OK?
-Yeah.
Hey, go on.
[HONKING]
Always peep on your guests?
I was just checking on the boy.
Boy?
No, he entered manhood while
you were fogging up the window.
Relax.
It's just a cigarette.
Can I get what the boy got?
So you want me to,
uh, bend and spread
so you can get it
on for 30 seconds?
More like a marathon, baby.
And I'll pay.
Oh, really?
What about Betty
Crocker on wheels?
Nobody has to know.
You know, we'd have a lot more
fun if you'd just trust me.
Oh, it's been a while, huh?
Three years.
That's not a marriage.
That's a life sentence.
I still love her.
You have to love her, and
then you can screw, huh?
Sorry, no sale.
I can't let you walk away.
Well, ask nice.
Please make love to me.
I'm not your wife.
I want to fuck you.
Without the gun.
No.
I want to hold it.
It's the only way.
Come on.
This is what men have.
What?
Guns, to get control.
But women, we have our bodies.
Yeah, I guess so.
Is it fair?
With a body like yours, sure.
It's a lethal weapon.
But, you know, a man with a
gun can get everything he wants.
He doesn't even have to attract.
He can force, and a
woman has no choice.
Let's see what happens
when a woman has a gun.
Hey.
Get down on your knees.
I'm not playing this game.
Game?
Get down on your knees.
That a boy.
Good.
yeah.
Open your mouth.
Yeah, you like that?
Huh?
You like that?
WIFE: Tom!
-Paralyzed.
She deserves better.
What's happening?
Tom?
Answer me.
RADIO: Car 3246, we got a 41
at Foster's Motel east on 250.
Copy.
Let's go.
[SIRENS]
[KNOCKING]
State police!
Open the door, please.
State police!
Open the door, please!
Police.
What's wrong?
What were you doing
about 3:30 this morning?
Uh, sleeping, I guess, why?
There was an attempted armed
robbery involving Mr. Foster.
Was he hurt?
The suspect surprised him and
wrestled his gun away from him.
I don't even have a gun.
I didn't ask if
you owned a gun.
I need to ask you
a few questions.
-Traveling alone?
-Yes, sir.
Coming from?
Ohio State University.
I'm a freshman.
Going to?
Home, for Thanksgiving.
Where's home?
Lancaster, Pennsylvania.
There was a hit
and run involving
a Mustang and a trucker.
Let's go look at your car.
No wants, no warrants.
I count five cans of
malt liquor in here.
Oh, that-- that, I was, you
know, save the planet, recycle.
The trucker said a hooker
jumped in with the driver.
Sounds pretty good to me.
Well, according to
the witness, the driver
was a male, fairly young.
He got a better look at him
at a gas station grocery
store about 35 miles back.
It was a male, around 20,
strong built, short dark hair.
They exchanged some punches.
Boy, I'm-- I'm starting
to wish I was this guy.
Is this is a big joke to you?
No, sir.
If you're protecting the
hooker, I recommend you don't.
No, I'm alone.
Look, this is more than just
a wild ride in the saddle.
There's a bigger price to pay.
OK, I guess that's it.
If you can think of anything
else that will help us,
let me know.
Yes, sir.
-Drive careful, huh?
-Thank you.
Kid's got no future
as a bullshit salesman.
Empty wallet.
Kid's just thinking
with his dick.
RADIO: Highway 76 heading
north heavy with traffic.
If you hook up with 80 just
after Newscastle, it thins out.
It's smooth sailing
till Harrisburg.
[PHONE RINGING]
Hello?
MOM: Four rings?
I'm sorry, Mom my coat
was laying over the phone.
MOM: Everything was fine
at the Foster's motel?
Yeah, great, lots of sleep.
MOM: I suppose Emily wouldn't
let you go without whipping up
a big breakfast.
Yeah, I'm stuffed.
DAD: Hey, son.
Hey, Dad.
DAD: Back on schedule.
Yeah.
DAD: All right, you've
got 560 miles to go.
Right, right.
DAD: OK, so get your
gas and lunch in Hobi.
It's about 60 miles
east of Burwick.
OK?
Now, I know you
like burgers, Trent.
But there's a great subway
shop on Main Street.
It's cheap.
An it's fast.
And you need to make time.
MOM: Trent, it's your mother.
Listen, one last thing, I--
-Hold on.
I got another call coming in.
Hello?
MYRA: Guess who?
You took my money.
That was my food and gas money!
MYRA: Don't take it personally.
It's just business.
I'll tell you what.
You come back to the cafe
you passed a few minutes,
and I'll buy you breakfast.
I wouldn't want
Trent to go hungry.
You are unbelievable.
MOM: Trent?
What was that?
I'm sorry, Mom.
It was a wrong number.
Anyway, what were you saying?
Well, I-- you know,
I just want you
to promise me that
you're not going
to pick up any hitchhikers.
I promise.
OK, honey, bye.
Thanks, Mom, love you.
All right, I'm here.
So where'd you vanish to?
Nowhere in particular.
When did you leave the cabin?
When it was dark.
Why'd you take my money?
I'm a hooker, remember?
$360?
Hey, you should
have shopped around.
So why'd you call me anyway?
Well, I thought taking your
virginity was probably enough.
I never said I was a virgin.
You didn't have to.
Two state troopers
woke me up this morning.
Your cabin was speeding?
No, someone tried to rob Mr.
Foster this morning at 3:30.
No.
Yeah, a woman.
And he didn't shoot her?
Look, the state trooper put
it all together, all right?
The guy I hit, the guy I got
in a fight with, you, me.
If the state trooper
put it all together,
Trent, you'd be in jail.
Look, they got descriptions
of both of us, all right?
My car.
We're screwed.
So what should we do?
I don't know.
Well, we could split up.
Oh, but then one of us
could go to the cops.
And, Trent, you know
how convincing I can be.
Stick together, I
think it would be better
if we had the same story.
You'd be more convincing if you
weren't looking at my breasts
when you said that.
Don't be embarrassed.
I'd never let the cops take me.
But you know what I think?
I think you and I were
meant to find each other.
My parents are going
to go ballistic.
Oh, look, it's Trent on
"America's Most Wanted."
[PHONE RINGING]
Cops don't work that fast.
Hello?
MOM: Trent, I was worried.
Hi, Mom.
MYRA: You were supposed to
have checked in 15 minutes ago.
I'm sorry.
I'm running a little bit behind.
MOM: Is anything wrong?
No, Mom, everything's fine.
MYRA: Well, going to
college out of state,
I just worry about you.
You're my only child.
I'll put your father on.
DAD: Trent?
Hey, Dad.
DAD: What's the odometer read.
176 miles.
DAD: You're barely
passed Hawkinsville.
I know.
I know.
I'm running a little bit late.
MOM: No speeding.
DAD: Now, if you get sleepy.
Calisthenics, I know.
DAD: Planning on
your ETA of 6:30 PM,
turkey, trimmings,
the whole nine yards.
It will be ready then.
Bye.
[LAUGHTER]
No speeding!
I bet you never lie
to your parents.
Look, my parents are a
little overprotective.
That's all.
Truth is, they embarrass you.
Listen, I really don't
think about it, all right?
Oh, yes, you do.
In the back of your head,
there's a little voice.
You're just not listening.
How would you know?
I used to not listen either.
Now I do.
To voices in your head?
Maybe you're a little crazy.
-Yeah.
Maybe I'm a lot crazy.
[HONKING]
Jesus!
Sorry, I dozed off!
Sue me!
[KNOCKING]
At least it's not
Sylvester the Cat.
[KNOCKING]
It's Roy.
[KNOCKING]
Crazy bastard is trying
to run us off the road!
[KNOCKING]
Pull over!
No, we end this here,
little present from Tom.
I can lose him.
Last night, I
postponed the outcome.
This ends here!
What are you doing?
[GUNSHOTS]
-Shit!
-That's it!
I can lose him!
Get the holster
behind your chair!
It's got more ammo!
We can get away!
Give it to me!
We can lose him!
-Like hell we can.
-What are you doing?
Terminating the relationship.
Closer!
I'm trying!
I can't believe I'm doing this.
I can't believe I'm doing this!
[GUNSHOT]
[GUNSHOT]
[GRUNTING]
Get out of here!
[GRUNTING]
Go to hell, Daddy!
No, Roy, no more!
You just stay away from me!
No more!
No more!
Please, Roy!
No, please!
No!
Daddy's little
baby looks short.
Please, Daddy.
Daddy, no more!
Trent, get out of here!
How can a father do
that to his own daughter?
Come on up and see.
Get a ringside seat.
Get on your knees.
Get on your knees.
[SOBBING]
Let's see what all
those zippers taught you.
Open up my pants.
Go ahead!
Go ahead, take my pants down.
[CRYING]
Take them down.
Look!
Look at me!
Look at me!
Don't--
[SOBBING]
Don't turn away from Daddy.
Look at me!
Don't turn away, I said!
Don't turn away!
[SOBBING]
Baby wouldn't hurt Daddy.
Miya, Miya, no.
She wouldn't hurt me.
Miya, no.
Don't worry about a thing.
Miya, no.
Nah, nah, baby, you wouldn't
hurt your daddy, would you?
Put it down.
That's right, honey.
Put it down.
[GUNSHOT]
[SCREAMING]
Oh, Jesus, oh, God!
Oh Jesus!
Oh my God!
I didn't want you to
take your balls to hell!
[SCREAMING]
Shut up!
-We should have called the cops!
-No!
The cops can't handle this!
[GROANING]
It was him or it was me!
And I won!
And he lost!
I handled it!
Remember that.
Because all parents
rape their kids!
Not mine.
My dad screwed me here.
Your parents fuck you here.
The difference is I
knew I was being fucked,
and it was over in a minute!
[WHIMPERING]
[LAUGHTER]
[DIALING]
POLICE: Main dispatch,
highway patrol.
Something happened.
I don't know what to do.
POLICE: Tell us where you are.
You have to know
it was an accident.
POLICE: We need your location.
She has lots of problems and--
POLICE: Tell us where you are.
Oh.
I think we should
go to the cops.
No cops.
Look, if we tell
them what happened--
It's not an option.
Then I let you out
at the next town.
Stay with me, Trent.
I you do, I could be
real good for you.
Turn me away, I don't
take rejection very well.
Look, I've got a real
future ahead of me.
I'm not throwing my life away.
Pick him up.
You can pick up guys
after I drop you off.
Oh, I forgot.
Don't pick up
hitchhikers, right?
Pick him up.
-Look, do me a favor.
Keep your legs closed until
we get to the next town, huh?
Funny, you used
to like them open.
You going to New York?
I'll go as far as you
want, maybe even farther.
This isn't a mirage, is it?
Well, why don't you
touch me and find out.
Woo-hoo!
Name's Pez.
Pez.
His name is Pez.
Hey man, since you're sharing
this fine ass, least I can do
is offer you a hit, aye?
Oh, no, no, Trent's queer.
Can you imagine?
But I see you don't
have that problem.
[LAUGHTER]
Hey, not yet, there's no hurry.
As long as I get it, huh?
Whoo!
-What kind of bull--
-Shh.
Patience, it'll come.
Give me some of that.
Driver, turn on some music!
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Oh yeah, look at
these beauties, huh?
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Look at these things!
These are God's gift to mankind!
[MUSIC PLAYING]
End of the road, Pez.
The fuck it is.
The fuck it isn't.
You two are really
fucking sick!
Hey, you're lucky
you weren't killed.
Faggot!
I never had a man fight for me.
It was no big deal.
I just threw some
guy out of the car.
I don't even know what
I'm doing anymore.
I do.
You're taking control.
[SIRENS]
Some accident.
Looks like our robber forgot
to take the money again.
Definitely got
the jewels though.
Let's go.
RADIO: Susan Taylor on
the KBA news chopper.
There's an update on a
report on west Interstate 80.
That's right, Susan, what
was first though a traffic
accident, the State
Highway Patrol now reports
it appears to be a homicide.
A light blue semi truck
was found abandoned just
off the interstate where
a male, late fifties,
was found fatally wounded.
No motive has yet
been established.
Oh, God.
We're going to get
spotted, all right?
We need to pull over
somewhere so I can think.
Yeah, let's pull
over somewhere.
Whoa!
Look at this place.
This is some barn, huh?
When I was a kid, I
had this Aunt Trudy.
And one summer, my dad
dumped me off on her farm.
And she had this really, really,
really big barn in the back,
and all these pigs.
And it smelled really funny.
We used to play with all these
chickens, and play in the hay.
She was great.
She really loved me.
That was the only
time it ever stopped.
Hey, Trent, look,
there's a swing.
Come on.
Give me a push.
[LAUGHTER]
Mr. Sourpuss?
You're not going to pout all
day about being an accessory
to murder, are you?
Twist me around so I can get
really, really, really dizzy.
Yeah.
[LAUGHTER]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
TRENT: Hey, Dad?
Son, you're in
the home stretch.
We can't wait to see you.
TRENT: Yeah, me too.
Um, there's someone I didn't
tell you about, a friend.
She's a-- she's a freshman.
And I met her at the University.
And I was hoping she
could join us for dinner.
DAD: Sure, what's her name?
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Oh!
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Now, this won't hurt.
Ah!
Maybe a little.
Do his nose, James.
-What?
-Shh.
[GROANING]
Come on, Trent.
Don't be such a baby.
You almost done?
Anything worth having
comes with a little pain.
[GROANING]
[LAUGHTER]
You deserve a reward.
How about my reward
being a movie theater?
Yeah?
[LAUGHTER]
[PANTING]
Wow, oh, thank you.
Thank you.
I've never had a family
Thanksgiving before.
Thank you, Trent.
Why are you looking
at me like that?
Well, think you're
finally ready to stand up
against parents?
Look, everything
isn't about control.
No, everything
is about control.
When a John hires me, he
thinks he's buying control.
But, no, he's only
fooling himself,
because I hold the cards.
I say what happens, when it
happens, and when he gets off.
Everybody takes part,
Trent, everybody.
Listen to me, kids,
they cage their pets.
Parents try to mold their kids.
Wives wait on their husbands.
Husbands submit to their bosses.
It never ends, right
up to the grave,
when some heir
chooses the cheapest
fucking casket so he can
spend more money on himself.
So you think you can just
blow into your parents' house,
the new haircut, new
earring, new clothes,
and all of a sudden
they're going to relinquish
all their control?
No.
[PHONE RINGING]
Hey, can you feel
the leash pulling?
[PHONE RINGING]
Come on.
What's the matter,
still hungry?
Yeah, go ahead?
RADIO: I just got a
report on the same make
and model seen
parked outside 456
Main, the Main Street Grill.
-Copy.
Let's go.
-You got it.
[SIRENS]
Freeze!
Freeze this!
[SIRENS]
They're still following us!
Cops have a tendency
to do that, Trent!
[SIRENS]
You can't outrun us, Trent.
So pull over.
We don't want to use force.
[SIRENS]
We're going to end up like that
education movie "Red Asphalt."
Shut up and keep driving.
[GUNSHOT]
Oh, God.
She's firing at us.
We're gonna die.
[GUNSHOT]
Keep back until we're out
of the residential area.
Whoo!
Go on, Trent!
Drive!
I'm trying, all right?
Well, I can't shoot and
drive at the same time!
Oh, shit!
Keep a little closer.
I got a bad feeling about this.
-Just hang in there.
-Drive!
I'm going!
I'm going!
Shit!
[GUNSHOT]
Whoo!
You're sick.
-Drive!
-I'm trying!
I'm going!
Jesus!
I'm hit.
We got him!
[SIRENS]
Jesus, I don't believe
the bitch shot me.
Just hold on.
I'm coming around.
Check?
Check?
She's got a 9 millimeter.
She's a killer.
She hates men.
Don't take any chances.
Just follow my lead.
I want the parents and
the son to get out alive.
You got it?
Go around this side.
Go around the back.
You come with me.
Let's go.
Look, we-- we just can't
keep running, all right?
-From the police?
-Yes!
You've got to get them
out of your mind, Trent.
It's Thanksgiving, a
real family Thanksgiving.
Don't let the police spoil it.
No, the running you've got
to stop is from your parents.
It's your threshold.
I've crossed mine.
Now it's time for
you to cross yours.
Can I get one?
[COUGHING]
Well, Mom and Dad will be
based because we're on time.
Relax.
It's Thanksgiving.
And everything is
going to be just fine.
What if I can't do it?
I'll be with you.
Take control.
Take control of what, though?
Everything, Trent, everything.
[DOORBELL]
There they are.
Hi.
Whoo, without any
underwear on, this fall wind
goes right through me.
What are we thinking of?
Come on in.
Come on in.
So, how was your trip?
Guys, this is Suzie.
So you must be
Trent's schoolmate.
Yeah, psychology major.
Um, Suzie, this is my mom.
Mrs. Colbert, let me
guess, anal retentive?
Dad.
Well.
Woo, tongue even, I didn't
expect such a warm greeting.
Huh, golly.
So, parents, what do you
think about Trent's new look?
Trent, that's--
that's something.
Why don't we go into the
living room, maybe get a drink?
I know I could use one.
Parched.
Trent, if you could come help
me, it would be great, thanks.
I'll, uh, just go
check on the turkey.
Oh no, no, why don't you come
talk to me, woman to woman?
Come on.
What's your, uh-- what's
your choice there, Suzie?
Surprise me.
There's-- there's
something that--
I already know.
Know what?
I've got a goddamn
SWAT team upstairs.
Now, your job is to
separate her from us
and get her out in
the backyard alone.
-I-- I can't.
-You can.
And you will.
Would you like
that on the rocks?
Straight up.
Are the cops here in
the house already?
Or are they on their way?
I don't know what
you're talking about.
Is she joking?
You're a worse liar than your
son, better kisser though.
What are they
going to do to her?
Not miss, I hope.
So have you known Trent long?
Long enough.
Aren't you even
interested in hearing
my side of what happened?
No, I'm not.
I'm interested in getting
you out of this mess.
Now, look, I know she's
got your head messed up.
And I can see how.
But you have got to
think straight, Trent.
You understand, son?
Think clearly.
Bring the dip.
There, sit over
there with your mom.
Well, that is an
interesting outfit?
Did that hurt?
Nope.
She's in the living
room with the family.
So, Trent was just
suggesting that maybe
he'd like to take Suzie for a
walk, show her our property?
I think he'd like it.
Unless it's too cold.
Well, take my jacket.
No.
Move in.
We could have sat down at
the table and ate together.
And you could have told
me about Trent growing up.
No!
[GUNSHOTS]
[SCREAMING]
-Go.
-Myra, behind you!
[GUNSHOTS]
[SCREAMING]
Please don't hurt him!
Please don't shoot him!
Nothing ever changes, Trent!
Nothing!
We're still being screwed!
She's taken a hostage.
Get over here, Trent.
[GUNSHOTS]
Come over here!
Take the gun.
Take the gun, Trent.
I can't do it for you.
But I will do it!
I'll blow his head
off if I have to!
Come on.
Just take the gun, Trent.
I can't do it for you!
Look at you.
Your father's dead.
And look what you're
doing to yourself.
He will never be
dead, Trent, not to me.
Put the gun down!
[GUNSHOTS]
-Look, stop it!
Stop it!
Put the gun down,
and move away from it.
Myra, you said you
wouldn't hurt him.
Please don't hurt him.
You said you wouldn't--
Shut up!
You're so close, Trent.
Take control.
If we surrender,
they'll help us.
I'd rather die
strong than live weak!
I swear to god, I'll kill him!
I swear!
No, please!
See?
See?
Can't you feel it?
Huh?
Trent?
Inside, and outside,
everywhere, everything, Trent,
all the sensations, all
the sounds, all the smells,
everything.
I've been there, Trent.
I know.
I know.
OK?
And you don't have to be scared.
So just do it.
Both of them.
Both of them?
We surrender!
No!
No!
No!
No!
[GUNSHOT]
It will be all right.
No, it won't.
We can get through
this together.
It will never be the same.
[MUSIC PLAYING]